Late For Work – Pt. 03 of 04

This 4 part story incorporates a reworking of one I have had previously published on Literotica, ‘The Panel’. This Part 3 is an edited and corrected version of what has previously appeared in ‘The Panel’

After the Panel — slave girl sara

I know this as fact, you may think it fiction and whichever you decide I hope you enjoy your next few minutes read,

This is part 3 of my story, I hope you have enjoyed it so far. It was only three years ago in 2020 it happened but now feels like an age ago.

I had been to my appointment with the Panel and was taken back home by Sir Don.

He put the radio on, knowing I probably did not want to speak, he just said,

“You ok sara?”

“Yes Sir, as well as can be expected.”

We got home and I went straight in to see Daisy, we did not have to speak, I just collapsed into her arms and cried, Sir left us to it.

I made lunch, just some cold meat sandwiches and a few crisps. I again was not too hungry and picked at a half sandwich.

“Maybe you need something help you eat sara.”

“No Sir.”

“It was not a question girl, strip and let us see your spoils of war.”

I was easily naked as I had little on, they poked and prodded and Sir pulled his crotch. I unzipped and took him out and was soon swallowing his cock. Daisy got between us and began lick me,

“How many times did you cum during your punishment sara?”

I carried on sucking and she gave me three spanks, I Spat Sir out,

“Four Miss, oh and once in the cloakroom.”

“Yes, I could taste it, now suck Sir and come again, fresh, for me.”

Once stiff Sir put me over a chair like I was for my belting at the Panel and fucked me till I cum, shuddered and sort of fainted all in one, he then moved me, and Daisy took my place.

I was in my bedroom all afternoon, through choice, crying a little and answering all the messages I got on the BDSM site I use when Sir came in.

“What have you learnt about today sara?”

“Sir, I have no idea what I have done wrong, really and truthfully Sir.”

“Well let me tell you, and then you will know for the future.”

“It`s not always about being spanked for being a naughty girl, it`s about being spanked because you are a girl. A girl with a bright future as long as you are constantly reminded about your place and the chores, jobs and instructions given you to follow.”

He undressed me and sat me on his knee.

“Did it hurt as much as the screams sara?”

“No Sir, not a lot.”

“Then tell me why the screams and yelps, I think I know the answer?”

“Well Sir, a few reasons, one was I was first, and Jane Biggs was after me, she is still only a girl and I wanted to show her how crying helped Sir.”

“And?”

“And Sir, frustration in not knowing why I was in such a position, knowing how I had done nothing wrong.”

He chuckled as he brought my clit out to play.

“You have answered your own questions, you do not have be naughty to warrant attention from those who love you, and, by putting your arm round Jane you showed what a caring, thoughtful girl you are.”

As he said this his big cock entered me. Certainly a day of very mixed emotions and according to Sir, a day of learning, I`m still trying come terms with it myself, trying evaluate the tears I keep shedding, are they of joy or remorse or maybe even pleasure?

Otherwise Saturday afternoon and evening were pretty quiet. I woke Sir and Daisy as normal on Sunday morning and went to my room and lay over my pillows a good ten minutes waiting for my maintenance. Sir popped his head round my door,

“Start preparing breakfast sara.”

So I got up and went straight down. Thank goodness Daisy was feeling better and got up for breakfast.

“After church you will be going home with your Father for the rest of the day and tonight as a break from the routine you have here sara.”

I wanted to ask why but knew it was not really my place to question Sir, let alone question my Father.

“Thank you Sir, may I go pack?”

“Yes, after you have cleared the table.”

I popped a few things into my backpack, mainly clean undies as I have quite a lot of clothes still at home. In church I went to sit with all my family, even grandpa and gran were there today. I chuckled to myself, wonder if grandpa would be coming back for dinner, been ages since I was naked over his knee, or father’s, or John or Luke for that matter. Our Pastor’s sermon was based on obedience and as was his way, he had his audience hooked on one story after another. I helped with the after-service teas and who else should be helping was one of my fellow panellists of yesterday, Jane. She put her arms around me and kissed me on the lips, she whispered

“Would you like to skip our tea and go into the dressing room for five minutes after we have served, I owe you a debt and would like to start paying you back?”

I was so surprised and nodded a yes. We served the teas and met in the room we had last been together in yesterday morning. I let her take the lead. She lifted her jumper and revealed a sweet pair of braless titties with stretched out nipples, she took my hands and placed one on each. My jumper was next up and her hands between my arms went under my bra and soon had my nipples reaching out to meet hers. Unusual for me to wear a bra but it’s a caning off my father not to wear any undies. Her right hand followed my tummy down to my skirt waist, under my tights and pinging the elastic on the top of my knickers, not needing showing I followed suit and went straight to her pussy. We only had minute but knew what we each wanted and managed it twice. I went to dress, she slapped my hands and gently place each tittie into its bra cup. She spoke,

“I always try and repay my debts with interest as soon as possible.”

We all said our goodbyes, the whole panel I had been naked in front not twenty-four hours earlier shook my hand and kissed my cheek and Mrs Belton even patted my bottom as we left.

“Can I help with dinner mum?”

“I think Father has other plans for you sara.” She squeezed my hand.

“Oh!”

“sara, where are you?”

“Here Sir just coming.”

I went into the lounge and could not believe Father was unbuckling his belt with a house full of people, or rather I could, just wondered why he had taken so long.

“Can you move Luke and let sara over the settee arm, she did not get her maintenance this morning?”

I stood awaiting instruction. Father faced everyone and spoke,

“Undress sara, sara was in front of the Elders panel yesterday and will today be taught the consequences of bringing shame to our family.”

I could have put my hand up to explain but it was easier to take the strapping. I stripped and went over the settee arm and Father did what he does best, he belted my bottom and lower back till I screamed, I was then put in the corner and missed dinner. I heard someone come into the lounge, it was Luke and he was getting his cock out, he was in me, cum and out in a few minutes.

I grabbed a few tissues from the table, wiped and threw them on the fire. Father came in,

“Get dressed and go see mum, she has plated you a dinner up.”

“Thank you Father, sorry Sir.”

The strapping off dad was just the start of an exciting fulfilling and exhausting day and night, I was glad to be going to work for a break on Monday and looked forward to going back to Sir Don`s from work in the afternoon.

Work on Monday was very busy with no time for any social chat with the other girls. The day passed very quickly and I was home by twenty past five, naked five minutes later and over Sir’s knee by half past, fucked and into the shower by six. It was so good to be ‘Home’.